Air is as heavy as lead,
Falls on my shoulders, holding me right down,
It's too hot to climb out of bed
The furnace is blazing; it's burning my heart out
Sleep off a long dull morning,
Waking up with a start and a dream of a cleansing rain,
Nights are dark, days are too boring,
Time stands still in a cycle so stale, all over again
A moment is right but the feeling is wrong,
It's all melting down, it amounts to nothing,
Being turned inside out, i am not even trying,
I wait for this summer to end
There's no need to answer the door
Under the blanket, the day is making me noxious,
On the flannel spread out on the floor,
The worries of yesterday lay silent and unconscious,
The sand, it gets under my skin,
Every movement is forced and love's of no pleasure at all,
My patience is worn out so thin
It gets easier a bit when you catch a fresh drift with a smell of fall
A moment is right but the feeling is wrong,
It's all melting down, it amounts to nothing,
Being turned inside out, i am not even trying,
I wait for this summer to end